Fit As A Fiddle

Fit As A Fiddle

We got lucky with the light! I can tell you that.

I had the model. I had the location. But the light was getting high in the sky. Lucky for us, the fog had not burnt off yet. It hung around and clung to the trees on our path. I wanted to walk for a while with my subject, Natalie (athlete extraordinaire) , but that fog wasn't going to last.